Disappeared 50

Six Sentence Stories

A sudden puff of air blew upward and over the banks of the underground river, carrying with it a sparkling confetti of brass plaque that smelled oddly like whisky and leather; that odd smell cut right through and sweetened the stink of the sewer, long after the shards had sunk into the tumbling, dark waters. Continue reading

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Bunch of carrots

Carrots. Original public domain image from Wikimedia Commons

This was a complete surprise! I thought there was no way this week’s prompt from Charli Mills, at Carrot Ranch, would work in my on-going serial, at this dire point in the story. But I was wrong! Please see below, and if you want more context, click to earlier installments of the story, or enter “Disappeared” in the Search box, located on the site’s margins.   But for now, read on… Continue reading

Disappeared 48

Vintage Unicorn

Source: Rawpixel LTD/Flickr

All were in their necessary places: Eloise and Bethany watched from behind the tunnel gate leading to the stairs that would bring them all up to the mansion’s basement level; Andrew knelt on the muddy path, holding the brass plaque gingerly from underneath, one hand burnt from his earlier partial read of the engraved message that had gotten him there in the first place; spectral Joseph, his eyes intent on the soft, young faces of Chucky and Ducks, laid his long fingers and palms along two contiguous edges, fully aware of his role in the current situation. Continue reading

Disappeared 47

Vintage Unicorn

Source: Rawpixel LTD/Flickr

“Okay then, Shadowman says we have to band together, that we each have to play our parts, right place, right order, or we’re screwed,” said Ducks, straightening up as the Scottish Mage, in the Shadow World, finished his instructions to The Twins. Continue reading